Ty and Eileen were still deep in the afterglow of their passionate, instinctual sex- or perhaps mating would be a more accurate word given what it had led to. They stared at each other's, and their own, bodies in amazement for a few long moments. Eileen's eyes drank in his virile, masculine form, Ty's nubile, feminine form, and the thick white seed which continued to seep from his cock and Ty's pussy. It still felt odd to him to think that she'd been a mother, and now had developed a body which had sired this young woman.
That was nothing compared to how Ty felt, of course. About an hour ago he had been a virginal young man, and his power had been used to castrate and emasculate him, make he into she, and allow her to get bred by the handsome man above her. She was in almost a dreamlike state at seeing Eileen's toned body above her and her soft, petite form in front of her eyes.
All of a sudden, Eileen leaned down to Ty's ear and purred, "Ty, would you be OK with keeping our baby?" Her heart missed a beat at the request. "You don't have to, obviously!" Eileen clarified. "But I would really like us to have it..."
Ty knew that realistically she should probably say no, but... instinctually she liked the idea of bearing a child too. As a boy this never would've been possible, and now it was. Getting to see her body swell with her and her lover's progeny sounded nice. She could tell their child would be beautiful if Eileen was any indication, too.
"Yeah, we can keep it," she smiled.
Eileen's dark hand moved to softly touch her stomach, above the point where their zygote had formed inside Ty, and he smiled. "Good girl," he said, and kissed Ty's head keenly. She hugged him and kissed his neck, intensely satisfied to know she would have this man's child.